See that candle holder? The one with the black shade and the three candles? The one nestled in there among the whiskey bottles?
I want it.
I need it.
I must have it.
I have looked and looked and looked.
It is called a bouillotte candelabrum.
I cannot find it.
It must NOT be electric.
I know this has nothing whatsoever to do with writing, but, hey, I just thought I'd give it a try.
Actually, I did find one once in an antique store. It went down like this:
Snotty lady: May I help you?
Me: Yes. I'm interested in this bouillotte candelabrum. [ha! She didn't think I'd know that term.]
Snotty lady: Oh? Really?
Me: How much is it?
Snotty lady: Let me check this big expensive leather book I have on my 15th century mahogany desk.
Me: Okay, but make it snappy. My driver is waiting outside. [Naw, I didn't really say that. But I should have.]
Snotty lady: It's $5500.
Snotty lady: Shall I wrap it up for you?
Me: Um, let me think about it.
So - I need to find a bouillotte candelabrum for less than $5500. Preferably less than $3300. Preferably less than $1000. Preferably less than.....